I couldn't hold this child back any longer.
Wild horses couldn't have kept her from these sweet taters today.
I set an array of baby food choices out in front of her and let her pick which one she wanted. Of course she would have gone for any one in reach but she knocked over the sweet potatoes first so there it was...her first food of choice. ( besides lemon and the little bit of ketchup and whipped cream I have let her suck off of my finger.)
About a minute in I left her hold the spoon and she gave that spoon a smack down. The poor spoon went flying out of her hand and splattered on to the floor. John said, "And so it begins." All I could hear was, "Rachel, welcome to your new life of cleaning up food off of the floor...forever more." Dun dun dun.
We bathed her off in the bathroom sink and about 30 minutes after the taters it was like she had just had Thanksgiving dinner and she passed out for about 25 minutes. I hope this is a preview to longer sleeping nights.
We are going to try bananas in the morning.
Being a mother is so much fun.